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A Wonderful Socialist Life - Part II

Socialism and the 1%

Here are some things I forgot about yesterday - then we will talk about Socialist Healthcare in the next chapter
tomorrow.

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I need to make some clarifications about two things: first one is needed because every time I write about socialism
I get comments from Bernie snowflakes reminding me that socialism works and that I should look at Denmark or
other Northern EU countries for proof

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Here is what the truth is about Scandinavian socialism: IT DOESN'T EXIST.
You drooling leftist imbeciles are confusing democratic socialism which as I explained yesterday is the non-violent
phase of socialism (think Venezuela, first 3-4 years under Chavez), with social-democracy.
Social-democracy is NOT socialism. Unlike socialism which requires collective ownership of the means of
production (nationalization of industries,collective farming) as well as a centralized planned economy, social-
democracy is 100% capitalism. Which means private ownership
and free market de-centralized economy, in which everybody (means both corporations and private citizens of all
income levels) pay ungodly high taxes which support a very wide social safety net. Here is Demmark's own Prime
Minister statement about his country NOT being socialist

after he heard Bernie Sanders saying "we should be more socialist like Denmark" during the 2016 primaries. I
guess the man who runs Denmark's government knows more about his country than an old American Marxist
creep who never had a real job in his life

Danish PM in US: Denmark is not socialist

After seeing his country held up as an example in the US presidential debate,
Danish Prime Minister Lars Løkke Rasmussen used an address at Harvard to
explain the Nordic model to a US audience sudden…
https://www.thelocal.dk/20151101/danish-pm-in-us-denmark-is-not-socialist

https://www.thelocal.dk/20151101/danish-pm-in-us-denmark-is-not-socialist
You may also say "yeah it's not socialism but why can't we be like them EU social-democrats,look how good they
have it" We can't be like them because of several reasons. I will let a guy who lives in Sweden since childhood and
has a PhD explain that to you

5 Myths About Nordic Socialism Peddled By the Left | The Stream

In reality, socialism has hurt Nordic countries like Denmark and Sweden. The US
should avoid their mistakes, not repeat them.
https://stream.org/5-myths-nordic-socialism-mislead-the-american-left/

https://stream.org/5-myths-nordic-socialism-mislead-the-american-left/

I hope you don't skip the article above, it's a very good,documented reading.
Second stupid argument I always have to deal with is: "unlike in capitalism everybody is equal in socialism, and
there is no 1% exploiting the 99%".
So you think, you little ignorant leftist snowflakes.
Socialism is the very definition of inequality of both, social status and income.
In socialism there is no middle class and no upward mobility. 99% of people are poor and are destined to remain
struggling with a lack of money, food and basic necessities for their entire lives

But who are the 1% in socialism? Some you may guess, but some may surprise you. First and foremost, the Party
leadership. There is nothing they cannot afford, nothing that is out of reach for them. They live in mansions, drive
cars with short 4 digit license plates (a sign for
traffic cops not to commit the error of pulling them over), have vacation houses, shop for groceries in well stocked
special stores open only to them, put their kids through elite colleges where the admission bar is set so high that
without being "the comrade's son" they wouldn't
hope to get accepted in a million years, spend their vacations abroad, live in neighborhoods like "Primaverii"
(Springtime) where there are no outages of electricity hot water and central heating, throw parties where they get
entertained by famous singers and folklore bands,

drink expensive scotch and smoke American cigarettes (which are considered more valuable than hard cash
because of their scarcity), have lunch in cafeterias where only "comrades" have access and where delicious food
served costs practically nothing, furnish their mansions
with expensive furniture (usually Italian imports but also Romanian made to order -never sold in stores), wear
custom made Australian merino wool suits, dress their kids with the latest in jeans, sneakers and leather jacket
American fashion and so on. How can one become a member

of this 0.1% category? There isn't a way, you have to be born into it. If your mom or dad was in the Party
leadership, you'll be one too some day if you choose so.
The second category of 1% was the members of the secret police, the "Securitate". The high ranking officers had
the
same wealth and privileges like the Party leaders. The lower ranks were the same, minus the living in extravagant
mansions and partying with famous folklore music singers. They had to keep a lower profile, mix in with the
plebes and not attract attention. However, they still

shopped in stores where the rest of us didn't even dreamed of looking inside, had cars and afforded luxuries from
the West. One could become part of this elite, providing that he could agree to sell his soul to the Devil and prove
his loyalty by selling out his closest friends
and family members, then wait for the proposal to be recruited and sent to Baneasa (that was the name of the
Securitate training academy). I remember a funny incident (funny today, but it was actually scary at the time) when
I encountered one of these people. I was invited

at a party in Bucharest where I didn't knew anybody with the exception of the girl who invited me. She was a
college student -we went on the first date, liked each other then she asked me if I want to come to her birthday the
following week at her parents' apartment.
So there I was, a week later, bouquet of flowers in my hand knocking at her apartment door. Lots of people inside,
loud music, dancing, eating drinking and having fun. The girl introduces me to her little brother (6-7 years old) and
mother who (after hand kiss per etiquette rule)
tells me "I am so sorry my my husband is not at home, he is in the military and his in a mission, but maybe if we
are lucky he will come earlier and you'll meet him too, he surely wants to meet you". She was acting like I was
there to ask her daughter hand in marriage

We went to the dining room had some drinks, danced a little and about an hour later, the father shows up. He's not
in military uniform (first clue I missed). We get introduced, chat a little he measures me top to bottom, we drink
some wine, tell each other some jokes then he goes
"I'm sorry but I was on a mission, worked non stop for the past three days, I'm going to crash in the bedroom".
"Good night, thank you for everything".
Half an hour later, the little brother comes out from the kitchen holding a small plate with something that looks like
slices

of an orange but there is something wrong with those slices: they are red, instead of orange. He offers me one and I
tell him "I don't thing we should eat it, it looks like a bad orange". The kid goes "my dad always buys me this kind
of oranges"
Second clue missed: it was a blood orange, the kind that is used to make sangria. I wouldn't have known that since
the only oranges we ever seen in Romania were regular oranges, only sold in stores once a year before Christmas,
two per person, if you were lucky to catch the line.
Not seeing one in my life, I thought it was a bad orange. Despite the kid insisting it was good, I took the plate and
went to living room where the mother and another couple of quests were chatting around the TV. I was about to tell
her "madam, I don't think this is good for your
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kid to eat", when I glanced at the TV where the Telejurnal (evening news) was broadcasting. It was showing the
supreme leader, most beloved, dear comrade etc, etc, Nicolae Ceausescu in an official visit in Libya kissing with
Moammar Ghadaffi on both cheeks. Then,
a thunderbolt struck me: right behind Ceausescu, one of his Securitate bodyguards: none other than the father of
my date, the birthday girl!

Second 1 after recognizing him: it all made sense. Nice apartment, good food, whiskey in the bar free for
everyone. Being in the military

but coming home from work not dressed in uniform. The damn blood orange I thought it was bad. They shouldn't
have had ANY oranges, not even regular ones because it wasn't Christmas! He brought it with him from Libya! He
was a "securist" (secret police agent),
and not just any securist, but one of those trusted by Ceausescu with his life!

Second 2 after I recognized him: "Fnck, we had a glass of whisky and told each other jokes. What jokes did I told
him?" I couldn't remember anything, my memory was blank. Did I told him a political

joke? Something about his boss Ceausescu? Made fun of Ceausescu's dumb, ugly wife? Am I going to be arrested
tomorrow? Will my mother ever know what happened to me?

Second 3 after I recognized him: sudden change of direction, 180 degrees. Leave the plate with the damn
blood orange on the table, retrieve my jacket from the pile of clothes on the clothes hanger in the hallway, put my
shoes on. Open front door, get out. Run to the tram station. Take the tram, then the train home.
Never seen that girl again. Lucky there were no cellphones.
Third category of the privileged 1% (this one I bet you never guessed): butchers, managers of grocery and produce
stores, clothing and shoes stores, home decoration stores, appliance stores, delivery drivers of cooking propane
trucks, presidents of farming cooperatives and so on

Basically, anybody who was working in the retail of food or any other consumer goods that were scarce and hard
to find, was making a killing in both money and social status. It's hard to imagine for a westerner, but in socialism
being friend with the guy who ran the meat store
or the shoe store or being on the first name basis with Maria, the woman who sells produce at the store around the
corner was a connection more valuable than being friends with your boss at work or your college professor at
school.

These people lives lives of plenty. The meat the butcher brought home from work was sold on the black market for
good money or traded for other goods who were in short supply. So was the cabbage and the potatoes brought
home by the produce store manager. So were the clothes,
the shoes, the refrigerator, the color TV, the toilet paper, the bottles of Pepsi, the laundry detergent...whoever was
participating in the retail or was involved in the delivery chain, was making money and had a relatively good
standard of living. I had an uncle who was
the driver of the CEO running the one and only licensed Pepsi bottling plant in Romania. Pepsi was scarce on the
market and was sent mostly to restaurants in vacation resorts and Party cafeterias. My uncle was bringing home
crates with Pepsi bottles and Pepsi concentrate for

mixing with carbonated water and he was making a killing with it. The parties he was trowing were legendary.
Always best wine and the best smoked meats he made himself (he was Hungarian). Nothing ever was not available
in his home, he had everything and he was only a driver.
One of my high school classmates father was running a butcher shop. On paper dad was probably making the
equivalent of $150 a month which was the average. They had 2 cars, a 4 bedroom apartment, a cabin in the
mountains, mom had gold jewelry. My classmate was smoking Marlboro

on a daily basis, had Nike sneakers and Levi's jeans and a leather jacket like Michael Jackson. In other words he
was the class envy.
So this is how the socialist equality works, dear Bernie imbeciles. So much for your dream of getting rid of the
capitalist 1%. All you'll get
if you manage to bring socialism to America is replacing the capitalist 1%-ers with the socialist 1%-ers. And I can
guarantee you, you're not going to be among them.
This is all for today, stay tuned for the next chapter tomorrow
If you missed Part I you can read it here

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A Wonderful Socialist Life - Part I

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and cows are fatter inside the collectivist pastures.
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